As this world spins 'round and 'round
Always on the verge of being out of control
Looking at all the people around me
My ears fill with a deafening death bell's toll
Seeing their blank empty faces
Rushing to the day they'll draw their last breath
Ignorantly racing toward that day of destruction
Blindly running a marathon of death
Shoving past everyone in their way
Frantically struggling for an unobtainable goal
Crashing headlong through all perceived barriers
They have not considered their hollow dead soul
Every man has a gaping hole in his heart
A dark emptiness he strives through life to fill
Clawing and grabbing for temporary things of this world
For these things he will lie, steal, and kill
Never fulfilling their quest for happiness
Their long, endless journey is hopelessly vain
The comfort and peace they so desperately sought
Instead is now feelings of sorrow and pain
Jesus stretches His hand out to them
As they rapidly race by without even a thought
Holding the keys to their eternal fulfillment
And the peace and rest that on the cross He bought
Paying dearly that price with His life
Selflessly dying so that they may forever live
Through acceptance of Him eternal peace they would receive
Bestowing the greatest gift any man could ever give
Persistantly trying to touch their cold, dead heart
Wanting to free them from their struggle day after day
Disappointment and death is their ultimate prize
If they continue to follow their self destructive way
Wanting them to cease the reckless race that they run
If only they would stop to listen and see
That their pursuit of self satisfaction is futile
That only through Jesus can they truly be free
In this world all of our lives are merely just a race
From the time of our birth to the day of our final breath
Jesus will lead you to peace, happiness and life
For without him you run a marathon of death
- Marc Corliss (2000) (marc@bloodboughtrecords.com)